We take pleasure in answering thus prominently the communication below, expressing
at the same time our great gratification that its faithful author is numbered among
the friends of The Sun:

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I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says,
"If you see it in The Sun, it's so." Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Claus?

Virginia O'Hanlon

Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the scepticism
of a sceptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing
can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether
they be men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours, man is a mere
insect, an ant, in his intellect as compared with the boundless world about him, as
measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.

Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus.

He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that
they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would
be the world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no
Virginias. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make toler-
able this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The ex-
ternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.

Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies. You might get
your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas eve to catch Santa
Claus, but even if you did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove?
Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most
real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you
ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they
are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen
and unseeable in the world.

You tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is
a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united
strength of all the strongest men that ever lived could tear apart. Only faith,
poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal
beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is
nothing else real and abiding.

No Santa Claus?Thank God he lives and lives forever. A thousand years from now,
Virginia, nay 10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue to make glad the
heart of childhood.

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!!!!

Francis P. Church
editorial page, New York Sun
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�Laurie Korsgaden "Pondering Polar bear"

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